Chapter 8

The italics are the "real" Hermione thoughts and the normal text is merely sections from the chapter "Seducing Severus Snape".

"Professor Snape I was wondering if I could possibly have a word?" Hermione asked him after a potions lesson. He had sneered in response but she had been so insistent that he eventually relented.

"I can't believe this is happening to me!" Hermione sobbed. She had woken up to find the disturbing dream becoming a reality. She had been distraught to find herself in a dark room with only a hard chair and an old table to keep her company. "He was right" she cried "He told me this would happen but I didn't believe him"

She had been trying, in vain, to get the attention of someone who could tell the difference between the creepy, robot Hermione and the real thing. She had finally arrived at the conclusion that everyone thought she was still recovering from her "illness" which would, for some part, explain her erratic behaviour.

"Professor Snape" she whispered "It's a trick! Don't fall for it!"

"I was just wondering, Professor" she bit her lip suggestively "If you would mind me coming down to the potions classroom tonight to work on a potions project of mine"

Snape stared at the girl curiously. It seemed that she was making a botched attempt to flirt with him. Her brown eyes flickered to meet his black ones and, he realised with a jolt, she was looking deliciously enchanting.

Snape found himself stuttering "Of course Miss Granger, be here for eight" to his immense surprise. Her lips curled up into what could be described as a smile and she stalked out of the classroom

"Professor!" Hermione wailed desperately "Can't you tell the effects of a potion?" Hermione had been kicking and screaming for someone to hear her, even if it was Hogwarts' most loathed professor.

The blackness, she quickly discovered, would have been more correctly described as an abyss that she seemed to be trapped in. A strange land where a part of her was in love with Lord Voldemort whilst the rest of the world didn't notice any difference.

She knew what would happen if this plan would succeed. Hermione Granger, supporter of freedom and equality for all, would murder both her teacher and her best friend in the name of the Beast she had chosen to fight.

Hermione Granger would become the newest killer in an army of monsters.

Still smiling serenely, she walked into the Great Hall for lunch. Harry and Ron were all ready seated and making a valuable contribution to the noise levels in the hall.

"Hermione" Ron waved her over to her usual spot on the table "What took you so long?"

"Professor Snape gave me a detention at eight" she replied glumly "I hope it doesn't go on my permanent record" she had learnt that line from Tom

Ron shouted something about it being unfair which Harry agreed with vehemently. Hermione smiled blandly and dismissed their suggestions for complaining about Snape.

"Please see me" she murmured desperately to the boys in front of her

"Why can't you tell me apart from the robot?"

"It's a strange situation, isn't it Hermione?" the Tom she had met peered over her shoulder to the spectacle in front. He stood casually, as if looking through someone's mind was an everyday occurrence.

Hermione jumped to her feet, snarling at the man. He merely smiled infuriatingly at her and took a seat on the hard, wooden chair provided.

"You complete and utter bastard" she screamed "You get me out of here now you stupid arsehole! I'm going to kill you with my bare hands!"

She leapt toward Tom who dismissed her with a sigh. Hermione seethed

"I'm sorry is my life not exciting enough for you Tommy-Boy?!?!" He smiled coldly in response "Get me out of here!!"

"No" he drawled matter-of-factly "You belong to me and I can chose when you leave. After you complete your tasks, I might consider letting you be you again but until then" he shrugged insincerely "Keep yourself occupied, Hermione"

"Thinking of ways to kill you? I can rhyme them off now" she sneered "My favourite is death by castration, appropriate no?"

A ghostly smile appeared on the cold lips of the man, he disappeared leaving a book entitled "So you want to be a Death Eater?"

Hermione stared at the book and began the slow process of ripping it into evenly shaped shreds of paper

"Professor Snape" she cooed "No-one will ever see because you are not going to leave this room alive"

"And I'm going to be stopped by a little know-it-all who is meddling in things she has no idea about!?" he sneered, banging the desk in fury. "Get out of my way!"

"Traitors must die" she nodded simply "You hurt Tom and now you must die"

His eyes widened with recognition. The potions he had been brewing to sell in Knockturn Alley had been somehow given to this girl. "Miss Granger" he started softly "I am sorry"

"Professor" she muttered, putting her hand to the image. He honestly looked sorry for a change; she smiled unguardedly at the man for the first time in her life. "I'm sorry too, Severus" she cried softly "I'm so sorry for what will happen to you"

"Oh Professor" she snarled "You are not sorry. You will be sorry when I've finished with you"

Hermione gave a blood-curdling scream and shouted "Professor Snape!!!"

"GET OFF HER!" Ron bellowed loudly, running into the room and pulling the man off his, now hysterical, friend.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE PLAYING AT, SNAPE?!?" Harry yelled at the Professor who was hastily rearranging his robes. "You sick, disgusting PAEDOPHILE!"

Harry gave a roar and punched Snape with enough force to knock him unconscious. Ron and Harry rushed over to Hermione who was sobbing hysterically

"He said he would rape me" she cried heavily into Ron's embrace "He said if I didn't go along with it he would tell everyone I seduced him"

Harry and Ron stared at their friend with sadness and carried her out of the room leaving an unconscious Snape and a hidden Nagini left.

"Goodbye Professor, perhaps we'll meet again when all this is over. I hope you can forgive me"